𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕝

brady wright. 22. videographer. it's whatever, maaan. y'know?

[brxdys]

𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 —  brady

sutton: have you caught up with the episodes from crime junkie?!

sutton: wait idk why im asking i havent ldkjsf

sutton: damn it ive been so busy i haven't had time

brady: of course i have?? tf

brady: then you’ve let me down. smh. too busy for crime junkie 🙄

[brxdys]

wellsxvibez​:

     wells leans over in his chair , all the way back , his feet kicked up on top of a desk ( he wasn’t even at his own ) , but he hears brady’s question & he’s immediately curious . “ that depends , what’s the current world record ? ” he promptly questions . green eyes on his coworker as he rocks back & forth , foot propped up on the desk ( probably not a great example , but ) . “ i can definitely throw 88 grapes in under a minute , dude .. i’ve been practicing this at peter pipers my entire early 20s . ” that’s something a teenager would do , alas , wells had a bit of an odd upbringing . one that never allowed him to stay in one place for too long . he hadn’t even been to a peter pipers until he was 19 . “ how dedicated are you though ? i gotta ask before i dedicate the time & skill to this endeavor - throwing 88 grapes in under a minute , i mean , that’s some focus. ”

brady shook his head. “the fact that you even gotta ask how dedicated i am...” he shifted a bit where he sat, so he could angle himself to face the other fully. “why would i joke about something as serious as grape catching?” his face was dead serious, despite the obvious tone of their current conversation. he picked up the grapes, cradling the baggie in his hand so he could pop another one in his mouth. “look. i’m not messin’ around here. i need someone as in this as i am.” brady held out the grapes toward wells and raised an eyebrow at him. “would you please do me a favor and throw a grape at my face?”

[brxdys]

iitsace​:

Head rested on the back of her chair and staring up at the exposed ductwork that lined the office ceiling, Ace slowly half spun herself back and forth. She’d finish all her tasks for the day and was feeling bored. Their team lead was in and out of meetings all day, most of the other team members were out shooting stuff, and the interns were god knows where. (For the record, she couldn’t care less what the interns were up to, but she’d give anything to have something to right now.)  She was just about to reach for her phone and start texting random employees in hopes of curing her boredom when she notice small noises coming from Brady’s desk. A smile immediately grew upon the brunette’s face as she discovered she was no longer alone.

“Hey Brady. Brady. Brady, do you need any help?” she asked, trying to stretch herself far enough to see his computer screen, even though she knew that was entirely impossible given the positions of their desks in the office. (Their desktop monitors were setup back-to-back, so it’s easy to see how she hadn’t noticed his presence until a couple minutes ago.)  “Please tell me I can help you. I’m dying here.”

@brxdys​

Brady, admittedly, wasn’t doing his best work today. He was messing with something he thought he’d finished earlier in the day — a cooking video, simple enough, and nothing he hadn’t edited before. But coming back from lunch caused him to see it with fresh eyes. Suddenly there were all these imperfections, things that Brady wasn’t totally happy with in the end product and needed to be fixed before he sent it away to be cleared and posted. He clearly wasn’t always on his A game. He let out a heavy sigh just as he heard a familiar voice saying his name, and Brady peeked around the monitor to see Ace there. “Hey,” he greeted her, and then looked back at the screen in front of him. “Y’know... I wouldn’t hate it. Some help, I mean.” He backed his chair up a little to create space and motioned for her to come over to his side. “I just. I can’t get this right? I dunno.” He pointed to the video timeline, where he felt like there were too many quick cuts. “I feel like it’s too jumpy. Am I overthinking it? Or should I keep toning it down?”

[brxdys]

delifreshvibez​:

if anyone bothered to ask, 4pm was deli’s favorite time of the work day. it was close enough to clock out time where no one expected shit from him. deli made it known: he is entirely unresponsive by this time and would push any task handed to him, given that it isn’t a shoot, to the following day. fortunately on this particularly day, he had nothing left on his calendar or to-do list. unfortunately, with a swivel of his chair and a sideways trajectory, he was never too far from a particular casualty of his boredom. “aye, brady!” he tapped the male on the shoulder. “i got a passenger seat open later, destination leo’s tacos. we can chill at my place after. you down?”( ft. @brxdys​ )

brady loved when he got completely sucked into editing, mostly because it kept him from watching the clock and counting the minutes — an unfortunate habit everyone was guilty of at some point. so he was glad to shut all that out, concerned only with the work on the screen in front of him. though of course he could be pulled out of it. the sound of deli’s voice had brady looking over his shoulder and then pulling off his headphones, letting them sit around his neck instead. “sup?” the proposal sounded as good as anything, and brady raised his eyebrows at him. “wow, even gonna buy me dinner first? a true gentleman if i’ve ever known one,” he mused, placing a hand over his heart. “for real though, yeah, always down. you gonna let me pick the movie this time?” he emphasized his mock-nagging by crossing his arms over his chest and tilting his head at him.

[brxdys]

juliehader​:

julie had her legs resting in the empty chair across from her, phone in her hands as she scrolled through the vibez twitter feed. she hadn’t been paying attention to brady tossing the grapes into his mouth until the world record was mentioned, to which she slowly lowered her phone to her lap with a raise of her eyebrows. this was inherently more interesting, because the only thing  she was seeing were the occasional ‘you guys suck’ and ‘please rt it’s my birthday’ mentions. and since she was fighting the urge to reply back with the instant ‘no u suck’ and birthday-themed songs that were entirely too inappropriate to be on main, this was arguably the more responsible use of her time. “87? that’s nothing. i’ve seen you pound at least 90 of those in one sitting.” exaggeration? maybe, but who was to say, really. she sat her phone face down on the table, task now forgotten as interest tinted her features. “hand them over.”  it was a simple demand as her legs fell to the ground, body in a now upright position as she stretched her hand out towards him. “—how much air do we need to get for this to count in the big leagues?” this was clearly an olympic sport, so they’d treat it as such. “like six feet, or what?” 

“it’s not how many grapes i can eat in one sitting, it’s how many i can catch.” because he probably could eat 90 something grapes as a snack, but that wasn’t the point. brady did as she requested, dropping the little baggie of grapes into her outstretched hand. “dunno. don’t think that matters for this. long distance grape catching is like, a whole separate thing.” the difference between sprinting and track and field with hurdles and shit, if brady had to guess. he backed up a bit, giving a safe throwing distance. “’kay. hit me with your best shot.”

[protective]

Nick Robinson by Hedi Slimane

[brxdys]

maxcameron​:

“will you calm down, it’s been like five minutes.” max wasn’t quite as stressed about his time, mostly because he tended to lose track of it at times, but he knew brady would get even more annoyed than he was already if he lingered behind too much longer. this time it wasn’t even his fault, a co-worker had stopped him on his way out to ask him about the latest project. “-and i was working.” max defended lightly into the phone pressed between his ear and shoulder as he stepped out of the building and onto the sidewalk. max’s attention flickered around the area until they settled onto his back. “i’ll call you back, i’m gonna have to fight this guy real quick.” he said before he hung up the phone, tucking it into his pocket as he let his board fall to the ground loudly - meant to grab his attention if his words echoing hadn’t already. “what’s that you were sayin’ about making me skate alone?” he lifted one foot to rest on the board as he rose an eyebrow at him. “now that’s just harsh.” max’s words melted into a tease. “here i thought we were friends.” 

“friends.” the word dripped with sarcasm as he repeated it — at least, that’s how it felt when he said it, just a hint of a smile as he looked at him. but he was sure his very slight snark was some only max might pick up on. regardless, brady shook his head and followed suit, dropping his board onto the ground as well. “keep up,” he said, leaning over to shove max’s shoulder lightly, before stepping onto the board and pushing forward. he could hear max behind him, and of course brady actually wanted him to keep up despite their back and forth, so he kept it slow until they were in line with each other. “sorry to force you away from your work, but i’ve been craving a bagel all fuckin’ day. wasn’t gonna let you hold me up any longer.” all joking aside, though, brady knew how it was to get caught up with the type of work they did. “workin’ on anything good?” he asked genuinely.

[brxdys]

"dude, hurry up,” brady said into his phone, staring up at the building he’d just walked out of. he wasn’t always entirely on top of things, but when it came to his lunch break, he was nothing if not punctual. the job could be pretty high-stress and consistently busy — of course he liked to soak up every moment of freedom he had before it was time to go back. right now, that meant urging max along, since the blond apparently wanted to take his sweet ass time meeting brady like they’d planned. brady stood holding his skateboard under the arm that wasn’t pressing the phone to his ear, taking comfort in the fact that it was at least a nice day out today. “i’m about to just go eat without you. and you can skate your slow ass down the street yourself.” @maxcameron​

[brxdys]

brady prided himself on his many talents — one of which happened to be catching grapes in his mouth at a 100% success rate. it was a versatile skill, a perfect boredom cure he could break out pretty much anywhere...as long as he had grapes. and today he did, on top of being bored as hell, so it was game on. he leaned back in his chair and tossed up another one, catching it with no effort, and then straightened back up. “think i could break the world record for this?” he asked the person closest to him. a quick google search told him just what that was, and brady leaned back with a sigh. “87 in under a minute. better start training for real. might need a training partner to throw ‘em for me so i can focus,” he added, a hopeful look on his face.

[brxdys]

hunterfm​:

The  Vibez  office  is  one  of  the  greatest  places  to  work.  Only  second  to  Google,  the  amenities  keep  employees  both  happy  and  entertained.  That’s  what  the  flier  said  when  Hunter  first  applied  here  as  an  intern.  And  while  It  wasn’t  lying,  his  excitement  about  bean  bags  and  yoga  rooms  were  quick  to  deflate  over  the  years.  His  desk  was  picture  perfect,  practically  untouched  compared  to  his  old  intern  desk.  Hunter  only  had  one  passion,  one  thing  he  truly  loved  more  than  himself,  and  It  was  photography.  Seeing  all  those  college  kids  doing  what  he  did  best—  It  almost  always  put  him  in  a  sour  mood.  Especially  when  he  was  stuck  making  quizzes  like  ‘screw  jk  rowling,  what’s  your  real  harry  potter  house?’.  And  that  was  only  today’s  nightmare.  That’s  why  you  could  almost  never  find  him  with  the  rest  of  his  team.  Like  right  now.  His  lunch  break  wasn’t  for  another  hour,  and  yet  here  he  was  at  food  services.  “Whoever  said  pizza  day  should  be  moved  to  fridays  instead  of  tuesdays  is  on  my  hit  list.”  He  mused  to  the  nearest  employee.  “What?  Like  you  need  anything  else  to  look  forward  to  on  friday?  It’s  friday.  You’ve  already  made  It  to  the  end.”

Brady wasn’t sure if the voice behind him was speaking to him in particular. When he finally glanced over his shoulder to see, putting the voice to the face, the realization that it was Hunter standing there confirmed he likely hadn’t been meaning to talk to Brady. Unless his good ol’ neighbor had suddenly had a change of heart and just wanted to have a little chit chat at work. Though something told Brady that might not be the case. “You know you can just...get pizza, right? Whenever you want?” he asked with a raise of his eyebrows, gesturing to the general area around them -- a workplace, full of adults. “You don’t have to wait for someone to provide it for you.” He shrugged, tucking his water bottle into his elbow and crossing his arms. “But by all means, man. Give ‘em a piece of your mind. Sure they’ll wanna hear you out.”

[brxdys]

( nick robinson, male, he/him ) have you heard about BRADY WRIGHT? they’re a 22 year old TEAM MEMBER in the VIDEOGRAPHY team. i don’t know what their last job was, all i know is that they’re originally from DENVER, CO. carol in hr said that they’re kinda STUBBORN and DEFENSIVE but jessica in marketing insists that they are CONFIDENT and PROTECTIVE. at the end of the day, no one is worthy of the instant hype here. i just hope they get to achieve their dream of being A DIRECTOR one day. According to the latest Vibez quiz, their Disney soulmate is ALADDIN.

hi!! nicole here, and this is brady! below you’ll find some background/bullets abt him, and you can also check out his STATS PAGE for more! i also listed some connections ideas at the bottom, but i’d love to discuss anything just based on who the muses are and what would work specifically for them.

im not actually on my laptop rn for opening unfortunately, so i might not immediately see your tumblr messages. feel free to add me on discord ( john ambrose mcclaren#1627 ) to message me there for plotting etc.!! otherwise i’ll get back to you later. NOW WITHOUT FURTHER ADO:

some background (TW homophobia):

brady is the third child of colonal bradford wright, sr. and isabella wright. his father obviously comes from the military and his mom is one of those stay-at-home military moms/wives with no actual hobbies. they’re also both from well-off families so, you know. they got moneyyyy.

the family moved around a lot due to general relocation and living on different military bases and things like that. as a result, brady and his 2 older siblings were all born in a different state. brady himself was born in colorado, where he lived for the first 7 years of his life. since then, he’s never lived somewhere longer than 5 years.

because of the lifestyles isabella and the colonel both came from in their own childhoods, and then all of the people the colonel was associated with over the years, brady was raised in an environment where appearance was key. his parents have all these rich friends and each of the children had to appear polite, put together, well-mannered, etc. when they went to their fancy parties. arguments were not well-received, so brady and his siblings learned to be quiet and get through it. it was never much of a choice at all.

the relationship with his parents, and especially his dad, is complicated. they’re strict, conservative, traditional... all the things brady isn’t. they were never quiet about the political/societal opinions and ensured the kids didn’t form their own. but of course, that was kinda bullshit, and brady and his siblings learned to think what they wanted. but it was complex at home. political debates just didn’t, or really couldn’t, happen. defying authority was simply not tolerated ― and having a father in the military was no joke. so brady didn’t argue. just like when he was a kid, he’d gotten good at shutting up and dealing with the terrible things they would say at the dinner table.

needless to say, brady discovering his own bisexuality in his early teens became a closely kept secret; his parents’ extremely conservative views and family trips to church every week made sure of that. now that he’s an adult, it’s become much less of a secret. if you’re a close friend of brady’s, you probably know that he’s bi. but it’s not quite something he’s shouting from any rooftops anytime soon. as difficult as things have been with his parents over the years, he’s just not quite ready for everything that would come along with coming out yet. so being totally out and proud is a work in progress for him atm.

more fun facts/info just about brady!

his full name is actually bradford (he’s a jr. named after his dad), but he simply will never tell that to anyone. so that’s brady to you, and always will be.

brady has always been more creative than he was ever truly able to express, so he spent a lot of time in his earlier years with an old camcorder he’d been given, messing around and making movies (and forcing his siblings and childhood friends to participate). it’s hard to tell for certain when it became the most important thing to him, but at some point brady decided videography was his passion and directing was his dream. so now you’d be hard pressed to find brady without his camera.

his sister introduced him to vibez and pushed him to apply as a way to do something he loves and is good at, so... here he is!!!

he’s also an artist, but it’s more of a hobby. he likes digital art and pencil sketches but also enjoys experimenting with paint.

he loves cryptids/true crime/all things paranormal. he even has a podcast just to talk about stories like that.

he played basketball for a long time when he was young. he thought about continuing with it and improving and at some point had dreams of going pro, but an injury in middle school stopped him from playing altogether, so there went that.

he smokes weed a lot. 

he absolutely loves movies and keeps updated lists of his all-time and recent favorites.

he loves harry potter & is a gryffindor. also has a rescued black lab named draco.

he has a tattoo of an alien smoking weed on his arm that his friend gave him in their kitchen once.

he’s headstrong, sarcastic, stubborn, cocky, has daddy issues....... what more could you want, really!

we can discuss absolutely anything as far as plotting so hmu and i’ll get back to you asap!! im def quicker on discord. looking forward to writing with you all xoxo.

connections ideas just to get started:

best friends — i would love a few of these. give brady a squad pls!!

roommates — i’d love to have like 3-4 of them in the apartment. chaos

rivals — maybe someone else in the vid. department who gives brady a run for his money and they vie for a lot of the same projects!! could be friendly or genuine pettiness lmao

childhood friends — brady lived in different states constantly growing up so could apply to any muse regardless of where they’re from!!

the bad habits bro™ — he smokes weed a lot and has a horrible sleep pattern and takes too many shots of fireball sometimes so someone who doesn’t exactly help any of that sjdjdjdjw

podcast partner — has a lowkey, just for fun, not well known podcast to talk about true crime/supernatural/cryptid stories!! so anyone who likes that stuff too

mentor — someone higher up (probably in the same department) who gives him tips n tricks

exes/hookups/short flings/fwb etc. — all pretty self explanatory and there are likely quite a few in the last few years, bc brady has been Bad at romance

mutual or one sided dislike — just love the hate n angst

[itsaubreylmfao]

*pulls into mcdonalds drive-thru during breakfast* hi can i get 38 hash browns

[nickyrob]

My mom sent a bundt…

[erikphillips94]

me looking at modern art: its ok but where is the fear of god?

[filmgifs]

Forgetting Sarah Marshall (2008), dir. Nicholas Stoller

[bob-belcher]

Knives Out dir. Rian Johnson

[politedemon]